**Photo taken by Melissa Talbot**
Life, itself, is a process. You grow, experience, and change in line with what life brings your way which can be challenging, frustrating, and heartbreaking. Resilience through those things, to persevere and overcome, can make all the difference.
I used to think that as you got older, life would get easier. As a woman in my forties, while knowing what I want and don't want has been valuable at this season in my life, it's been anything but easy.
Especially when I took the step into book writing. I fell into my passion for writing in 2016 and never looked back. I knew it was something I was meant to do.
However, nothing could have prepared me for what lay in the process of putting my life onto paper. More specifically, how profound the journey would be.
Writing about something I determined to leave behind was far more unnerving than anticipated. Revisiting dark times filled with addictions and abuses was a bit more than I bargained for, or was it?
I firmly believe that God not only placed this passion in my heart to put 'pen to paper', but that He wanted it to count by helping others.
I already knew that would mean complete exposure in a real and vulnerable way. So be it. While I might be hesitant to bare it all, it's those years of destruction and heartbreak that compel me to keep going.
My past is not my present. It does not dictate who I am today. It does reveal clues as to why things happened the way they did for a significant number of years. This is hard. It's exhausting.
My past messes with my head and makes me question the present. What comes into my mind doesn't reflect my true self so I flick it out and power down my computer for the day. Until next time.